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Garden of Eden - 10/10 (*Slash*)
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Chapter 10
"Lost Flowers"
~HUNTER'S POV~
I smile as I feel his huge arm wrap around my waist and pull me back against his huge, warm torso. I release a
happy sigh as I snuggle backwards. There's something about his embrace that makes me feel safe. Complete.
Well, almost complete.
A frown etches across my forehead as I stare out the window and watch the sun as it slowly rises into the sky. A
thought of another ends my cheerful mood. A thought of one lost to me.......Chris.
It's been three months since the explosion of Eden. Mark managed to get me away safely and hide me from the
police investigation that followed, but it's strange how things work out. If Mark hadn't stopped me from running
back into Eden, I would be dead like Stephanie and all the other unfortunate flowers and clients. A shiver runs down
my spine, and I silently hope that I didn't wake Mark.
I'm just glad that the water had been deep enough to soften our fall from that cliff. A few feet more and we both
would have ended up splattered on sharp, jagged rocks.
At first I was pissed at him for hitting me, but after he pulled me from the water, I hugged him. That's were we
started. A simple thank-you hug.
Together we searched for Chris and Adam. Two long months of agony of not knowing where they were or what
had happened to them. Whoever Stephanie had sold them to didn't leave any paper trails. It was as if they had
just vanished off the face of the earth.
Exhausted and broke, we had to finally end our quest for our beloved flowers. Besides, who ever had them
probably had them under lock and key. I refused to accept the other alternative...........they were dead.
I jump as Mark's face nuzzles against my neck. "You alright? I felt you shiver," he whispers with his deep husky
morning voice as he nuzzles closer and starts to place soft kisses along it.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I lie with a soft whisper.
But there's no fooling him. "We'll find them, Hunter. I promise," he whispers as if reading my mind.
I roll over and snuggle against his chest, smiling as he tosses a leg over my hip pulling him snugly against his body.
I feel his cock as it rubs against mine. It's strange to be so comfortable around the man that I once feared, but
admired from afar.
"What if....?" I stop, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get the horrible question out of my mind.
"They are too beautiful. The man would be a fool to kill them," he growls. "He has them locked away for his own
personal pleasure."
"Or torture," I whisper.
"We will find them," Mark growls once again, but I see the unmistakable frown of worry that crosses his forehead.
I know that if we ever find the individual responsible, Mark will personally rip his heart out.
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~MARK'S POV~
I can feel Hunter's pain because it is like my own. I long for Adam as he longs for Chris. That longing brought us
together. For better or worse, we are bonded by that longing.
The emptiness inside of us disappears when we make love. It's not really cheating on Adam or Chris. Or is it?
I'm not sure of anything right now, but I know that I couldn't stand to be alone.
To be truthful, I've always had feelings for Hunter, but never acted on them. He was my boss, but here in the
outside world, we are equals.
I chuckle as Hunter starts to suck and nibble at my throat. His hand strays between my legs and casually strokes
my fully erect cock.
"Looks like someone wants to play this morning," I growl as he moves his hand so that both of our cocks are
rubbing together once again.
My hands wrap around his smaller frame as they slide downwards to the firm, round globes of his ass. I squeeze
and cup them roughly eliciting a moan from him.
"Fuck me, Mark," he growls, "make me forget."
I've never been one to turn down a golden opportunity and I'm not about to start down. I need to forget for a
moment, also.
He gasps as I roll him over and easily lift and flip him onto his stomach. Without pausing, I lift him up until he's on
all fours.
If I didn't know better, I could swear he was giggling. "Something funny, boy?"
"Anxious?" He asks with a smirk as he tilts his head and looks back at me.
I grin as the head of my cock teases his entrance as I flip the lid to the bottle of lube open. He shivers in
anticipation and my cock twitches in response.
I coat my cock with the slippery fluid as he whimpers impatiently underneath me. He wiggles his ass in open
invitation, and I must admit that he looks incredibly sexy in this position.
"Hurry," he growls impatiently.
I gently push into him, and he hisses with slight discomfort as my huge cock slowly begins to fill him.
Once fully sheathed inside of him, I pause and give him time to adjust. But within seconds, he starts pushing
backwards, impaling himself on my cock.
A lustful growl escapes my throat as I thrust forward.
The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room. His moans and whimpers, along with my growls and heavy
breathing feel the room.
My hand slips underneath him and slowly begins to stroke his leaking cock. He screams as he almost immediately
comes in my milking hand. His orgasm causes his body to buck underneath me, and his anal muscles clamp down
on my cock causing me to explode inside of him.
As I close my eyes, bright images flash before them. Images of Adam. Images of Chris. Images of Hunter. Images
of Eden and all it's horrors, including Stephanie.
Amongst them, I feel myself falling. I collapse on top of Hunter and he gasps in surprise.
I awaken to soft nudges by Hunter.
"Are you alright?" He asks concerned.
"Yeah," I smile, knowing that the smile has to look totally goofy, but extremely satisfied.
We'll never give up our search for Adam and Chris, but for now, we live for the moment. One day, we will be
reunited.
~ADAM'S POV~
I slowly slide out of bed, careful not to awaken my huge, often grumpy owner. I grab my robe as I walk over to
the huge glass doors that lead to the balcony of the room. There I stand as I do every morning and watch the sun
rise and wonder if today my knight in shining armor, my 'Taker, will come to rescue me.
I guess because I was locked inside of Eden for over six months, I find everything beautiful. The sun. The clouds.
The birds. The trees. You don't miss them, until they are gone. Taken from you.
I want to go outside and explore, but my owner refuses to allow me to leave the beach house. He has guards that
watch me like a hawks, and not to mention the cameras that capture my every movement on film.
I'm his. I belong to him. He paid for me. I am nothing more than a prized sex toy.
I glance back at my owner as he peacefully slumbers on the bed. I guess my life could be a lot worse. He reminds
me a little of 'Taker. He's so tall and huge. His hair is long like 'Takers and often if it covers his face, I can imagine
that it's actually 'Taker fucking me. But once he flips the hair back and reveals the burn mark that scars a small
portion of his face, reality hits me hard. He's not 'Taker. Not even close.
I hug my arms across my chest as I sigh. I miss 'Taker so much. I can remember laying in bed and staring at his
tattoo's for hours. Warm memories like that is all I have left to hold onto.
Frowning, I turn around and stare outside. I wonder where 'Taker is and what he is doing. Does he miss me?
I jump as two huge arms wrap around me, enfolding me in their powerful, unbreakable embrace.
"Come back to bed," my owner softly whispers. Although it is a faint whisper and sounds so sweet, I know that it
is a command and the consequences for not obeying is severe.
"Please, can't I watch the sunrise?" I whimper, praying that he doesn't take that simple pleasure from me.
He chuckles as his hands slide lower and parts the robe. "Sure, as long as I get what I want," he growls as he
slowly pulls the robe down my shoulders and lets it slide to the floor with a soft swish.
I gasp as he pushes me face first against the glass none too gently. I jump in surprise as a huge finger presses up
into me, probing. He once again chuckles as he feels his slippery seed from where he took me earlier and in that
instant, I realize that is all the lube that I'm going to get.
I bite my bottom lip as he positions himself behind me. I look at his reflection on the glass. The way he towers
over me sends a shiver down my spine. I brace myself for the pain as he starts to shove inside of me roughly.
His hands grip my hips holding me place as he fucks me hard and fast. He comes with a roar, followed by a
contented grunt as he wraps his arms around my waist allowing his cock to soften inside of me.
With my face pressed against the glass, I stare at the sunrise as if it's my last.
Where are you 'Taker?
"Thinking of your 'Taker?" he growls angrily.
"What?" I asked surprised.
"Or should I say Mark?"
"You know him?" I gasp.
"Know him? He's my older brother," he growls in disgust.
"Brother? Will you let me contact him?" I plead.
He laughs. Not a normal laugh. Evil and sinister.
"Never," he hisses. "Besides, he has found another to replace you."
The words were like a knife stabbing me in the heart. "What?"
"Hunter. Hunter sleeps in his bed. Hunter holds his heart, now."
"No......"
Glenn chuckles as he comes inside of me, enjoying my pain of finding out that Mark, my 'Taker, had already found
another in my absence.
I whimper as I lean further against the glass, trying to pull away from his cruel touch.
"Do I repulse you, little flower?" He whispers in my ear. I can hear the sarcasm in his voice as he presses against
me. I can feel his cock hardening as he torments me.
A sob tears from my throat as the tears form in my eyes.
"Get used to me, and me alone......Forever," he growls as he roughly pulls out of me and swoops me into his huge,
powerful arms.
I'm helpless to stop him as he tosses me onto the bed and plunges into me once again.
~CHRIS' POV~
I hear Adam's sobs from the other room as Glenn rapes him. I want to go to him and soothe him, but I know
that's impossible. I glance over at my master. He's sound asleep, but if Glenn keeps on, he won't be for long.
If I tried to interfere, he'd probably kill me. Glenn never wanted me, he just wanted Adam. But Stephanie, being
the bitch that she was, made it a package deal. Both of us, or nothing. Not exactly sure what to do with me, he
gave me to his chief of security, Chris Benoit.
I still remember the look of shock that Benoit had on his face when Glenn handed him my leash. Then there was
the smile that crept across his face as he pulled me closer.
I have it easier than Adam, Benoit seems to actually care about me. He never beats or mistreats me, but he
refuses to let me leave the house. It is my prison, as it is Adam's.
Glenn's hurtful words to Adam rings in my ears. Hunter and 'Taker together? I must admit that I noticed the looks
that the two of them gave each other, but I never suspected that they were a pair.
Did Hunter forget about me that quickly?
I shake my head. No. Glenn has got to be lying. I don't trust him, and never have. He's one sadistic bastard to hurt
Adam like he does.
"Good morning beautiful," Benoit whispers as he reaches for me.
I silently pray that what Glenn said was not true and that he doesn't end up killing Adam.
Hunter, please find me! 'Taker, hurry! Adam can't last much longer!
As Benoit kisses me, I don't resist.
"Don't worry about Adam. He'll be fine," he whispers as he tries to relax me, but I know he's lying.
Adam, like me, dies a little each day with each rape.
~THE END~
Well maybe, I haven't decided if I want to continue it or not. Sorry if it's not a happy ending, but life "is" like a box
of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get. *grins and ducks from flying objects that some people may
throw at me*